THE WAY YOU HOLD ME
It's not in the way you lavish me with compliments
Or with gold or jewels
Not in the way you turn the house into a florist
Or because of all the gifts you send
Even when your work takes you away
It is the shirt you left behind
That is scented with you
It is the way you hold me before
It is the way you hold me after
And how you look at me always
The way you cherish me
How your hand reaches up to wipe my tears
How you wrap me in ecstasy
So slow you go
Never hurting me
Or ever letting me go
You so understand
All the insecurity
Within the strong woman
Whose heart you hold in your hands
Respect for what is ours and only ours
Calling to let me know how your day was
Making sure I know I am yours
No one else gets this part of me
Only you see what no one else ever can
You took the time to find
Within the author inside
A girl who took the hand you held out
And a woman who feels protected
In your loving embrace
All with just a look from your face
Eyes that cannot be denied